Qin Du remained silent, and Ning Zihuan shrank back, trying to minimize his presence.
"Alright." Yun Ya clapped her hands. "Try to avoid getting the wound wet to prevent infection, and be cautious with your diet as well…"
Yun Ya was explaining precautions when she saw Yan Song and Pei Qinghan coming down the stairs one after the other. Yan Song was in front, his military attire impeccable and handsome, while Pei Qinghan wore a white casual outfit, aloof and cool, like the sun's scorching brilliance, like the moon's gentle and clear glow.
Suddenly, Yun Ya jumped up, smiling as she rushed towards Yan Song. The girl, who had been poised and graceful moments ago, transformed into a sweet and obedient little girl, throwing herself into Yan Song's arms with a slightly coquettish tone: "Brother Yan, where have you been?"
